In an inconspicuous valley in Biluo Mountain, it is full of all kinds of arbors and shrubs and all kinds of vegetation, the valley is fragrant with flowers, many fruit trees, and all kinds of finches cheering and jumping, so lively. The valley was overgrown with weeds and vines, leaving only a narrow hole, and a young man dressed in gray linen was slowly entering the valley with incense in his hand. Looking up, he finally entered the valley, and the boy walked straight to the cold pool in the valley. This young man is none other than Lin Moyan who came from the academy.

I saw him sitting on the edge of the cold pool, picking up the fishing rod in the package, skillfully hanging the bait, and then putting it into the cold pool, waiting for the fish to take the bait. Soon, there was a movement on the floating surface of the water, and the delicate face finally showed a smile, and when he saw the time with both hands, a fish with a black back and a white belly surfaced and fell into Lin Moyan's hands.

Giggling, Lin Moyan said to himself: "If you don't come for a few days, it seems that you are hungry, and you can't help but be tempted to come to the arms of the master so soon, how can I be embarrassed to refuse, hehe." ”

Hanging up the bait, Lin Moyan continued to fish, one after another, and after a while, he harvested seven or eight more fish, which made him very happy. I thought that I couldn't catch too much, so I had to give the fish a chance to breed normally. To achieve a long stream of water, there are fish to eat every year.

Looking at his loot, Lin Moyan said with a smile: "I won't fish one more, I will dig some wild vegetables, and the mushrooms will go back, and boil a few large pots of fish soup tonight, so that the new little ones can replenish their bodies." Hey... Here it comes... The fish took the bait. ”

As he was talking, Lin Moyan felt that the fishing rod in his hand sank down, and the fishing line suddenly straightened, which made Mo Yan's heart happy, and exclaimed: "Hey, it turned out to be a big guy, it seems that the little guys have a good mouth tonight." ”

This time, Mo Yan didn't dare to push too hard, and began to be careful, and Zhou Xuan, the big guy in the water, got up with the softness in his hands, and pulled the thread step by step, his face was full of excitement. In the pool, the big guy struggled hard, making the calm pool splash one after another. Mo Yan carefully exerted his strength, and finally dragged the big guy to the surface. Looking at it, Mo Yan smiled, it turned out to be not a fish, it turned out to be an old turtle with a carapace on its back, short limbs and a tail, no wonder it was so hard.

Mo Xuan took the old turtle off the hook, looked at the big thing carefully, and found that this big guy was not an old turtle, because this guy's shell has patterns, and the shell is very hard, and the carapace of ordinary turtles is not hard, nor is it patterned. This is clearly a turtle.

"Whatever, whether it's a turtle or a turtle, it's going to have to stew and drink soup tonight, haha. Mo Yan smiled.

As soon as he finished saying this, he heard a scream echoing in the valley, and there was obviously no one else in the valley, and this scream came from Mo Yan's mouth. It's really a man who has stumbled and a horse has stumbled, and he has been a hunter all his life, but today he was bitten by his prey, which is really careless.

It turned out that the turtle took advantage of the moment when Mo Yan got carried away, and bit the thumb of Mo Yan's left hand fiercely, only to see a touch of red flowing out of his fingers, and the painful Mo Yan boy gasped, Mo Yan had no choice, and he didn't dare to slap the turtle in pain, so he had to put his hand and the turtle into the cold pool, and after waiting for a while, the turtle let go of its mouth and swam to the depths of the cold pool.

"Damn, the brute hurts me to death, next time I have to fish you out again, if I don't break your turtle shell, I won't be surnamed Lin, and I'll stew you again." Mo Yan felt the pain ease a little and scolded.

Mo Yan cleaned his hands by the cold pool, and was about to wrap it with a bandage, but when he got up, he accidentally slipped the soles of his feet and suddenly fell into the cold pool. How can the water of Mo Yan, who has lived in the mountains since childhood, know that the temperature of the cold pool is so low that it is difficult to breathe, let alone swim. Mo Yan slowly sank into the cold pool...